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This Storm
This storm is right before my eyes
Thought I had seen them all
Feeling the strength of it
My senses now know
It’s a new reality
On the edge of destruction
A fragile moment sinking in
Like cracks on old porcelain
Everything is slowly breaking down
Drifting into the black
What was beautiful is now ugly
I am just a stain on the world
An unclean shadow
Dirty in every way
No redemption even from the devil
Close to my skin the knife cuts
A creator of scars
It never goes deep enough
I offer nothing but breath
To this dark saviour
Thought I had seen them all
Feeling the strength of it
My senses now know
It’s a new reality
On the edge of destruction
A fragile moment sinking in
Like cracks on old porcelain
Everything is slowly breaking down
Drifting into the black
What was beautiful is now ugly
I am just a stain on the world
An unclean shadow
Dirty in every way
No redemption even from the devil
Close to my skin the knife cuts
A creator of scars
It never goes deep enough
I offer nothing but breath
To this dark saviour
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